Near
Beach Dr. in St. Petersburg, there is an outdoor atrium surrounded by
several stores and bar/restaurants. The light is diffused. A young
women and a young man were at an empty table, so I stopped and
"popped the question". The man smiled and threw his head
back, the woman looked tired, and her shoulders visibly sagged. Taken
aback by this response, I kept my mouth shut (for once) and waited a
few seconds that seemed like an eternity.

Finally,
Eric said that they had just finished a photo shoot! A magazine was
running an article about a local restaurant, MEZE, which serves
organic and vegetarian fare. Eric said that Kate was the Kick-Ass
chef and the star of the shoot (Kate rolled her eyes and continued to
look tired).

I
got a few shots of Eric, and showed him the results on the LCD. He
politely pretended to like them, but he had just been professionally
photographed with a studio lighting set-up. I don't think that he was
impressed by my efforts.

Then
I looked toward K-A Kate and raised my eyebrows. She shrugged in
acquiescence and stood. I got a few shots, showed her the results,
and she politely smiled.